The time for your brain to quit working is not midway during a class lecture you are delivering. Maybe I didn’t sleep well enough. Maybe my focus on my encaustic painting was too strong. Maybe I was stressed trying to chauffeur girls to cheer camp, finishing making dinner, and be to work on time. Maybe I have been on energetic run for too long and my brain decided it was enough, time for a break. Whatever the reason, turning off while in front of 20 students listening to every word is not the time.
I’m doing well and peppy then suddenly I pause and stare at the powerpoint with nothing entering my mind. Dread rushes over me. I notice the students are starting to look at me rather than the projector image. This is not good. The only thing I could think of doing – ramble nonsense. I’m an artist, it’s expected, I might be able to get away with the confusion.
I was able to step back into place after a couple minutes of rambling and managed to flow through the rest of the lecture. I hope my spastic nature overcast the fumbling moments and the students are non the wise to my brain’s sudden sabbatical.
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